Ode to a Hound Dog

Ode To A Hound Dog
A farewell to boyhood

Hound dog, floppy ears,
Aged and scarred beyond your years,
Grumbling from my father’s chair,
Dreaming of some wily hare
Mocking from its thorny lair:
All the fun you’ve brought to me
Since I was a boy of three!
You’ve been such a loyal friend,
Chasing rabbits ‘round the bend!
But I know that it must end.
For I’ll grow up and you’ll grow old,
A maid will warm me when I’m cold.
A woman’s smile replace your yawn,
Your eventide will be my dawn.
Yet how I’ll miss you when you’re gone.